M-MIS OJOS!

Jul 12, 2010 23:00

T-T-Tonight was just-

...

No words. Just. No words.

N-No quiero hablar de lo que paso.

Vi cosas que no quería ver. A-Ay, pero supongo que Jared tuvo buen suerte en no ir ...

John, if Loto needs anything, I-I'll be there as soon as I can. That is, if I can find my way through the Charleston now.

S-Seriously. I wake up and the Charleston is....different. I feel like I'm inside a castle. A h-h-haunted castle of some sort. Dios. Getting in and out of my apartment took about an hour because I kept getting lost. It's too dim and creepy inside. But at least I have my pepper spray. And rosary.

...I can't find Luciano, either. I woke up and he wasn't home. I come back from the...show and he's not home. And Juan doesn't know where he is, either. He's not picking up his phone at all...

I also think I need a break from telenovelas. I caught myself monologuing. In public. W-What the hell.

{OOC translation:
Vi cosas que no quería ver. A-Ay, pero supongo que Jared tuvo buen suerte en no ir - I saw things that I did not want to see. A-Ah, but I suppose that Jared lucked out in not going}

britannia angel: the ruiner of lives, lotería, fml, why you do this, where the fuck is my roommate, i need a drink, mis ojos!

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